Meteor Killer

Song Lin thought he would never wake up again.

Fragmented fragments of broken dreams appear alternately and repeatedly.The spooky dense forest, the glaring sunlight shining through the gaps in the trees.

Gao Yuhan's tired and haggard face swayed in front of his eyes.

He woke up suddenly.

"Miss, he's awake."

An unfamiliar and high-pitched female voice, distant and unreal.

Song Lin slowly opened his eyes.He saw a woman's face.The face of a young woman.

She has black hair and drooping shoulders, bright eyes and pink cheeks, she is only about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The woman smiled lightly and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

Song Lin struggled to sit up and couldn't help asking: "Where is this? Who are you?"

The woman frowned and said, "So you don't know where this is?"

Song Lin said helplessly, "Of course I don't know."

The woman was about to answer, but another woman beside her said: "Miss, don't listen to his nonsense, he must be an assassin."

The woman smiled, then gave Song Lin a meaningful look, and said softly, "I don't think he looks like him."

Song Lin shook his head helplessly.

The woman said: "This is Youlong Valley. My name is Xie Wanqing. I saved you."

Seeing that Song Lin was a little surprised, she said again: "I just don't understand, why did you appear in the holy water forest? Youlong Valley is isolated from the world, how did you break in?"

Song Lindao: "We didn't mean to disturb, but we lost our way in a panic."

Xie Wanqing asked, "You still have companions."

Song Lin pondered for a moment and said: "There is another woman. She got separated on the way."

Xie Wanqing's black eyes flashed: "Your wife?"

Song Lin said awkwardly, "No, it's my sister."

Xie Wanqing said: "Your sister, we didn't see it. We saw you fainted on the ground at that time."

Song Lin frowned.He thought secretly: "Leader, where are you?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xie Wanqing said again: "You can rest here in peace. When you recover, I will take you to find your sister."

Song Lin could only thank him with a smile, and just wanted to use his strength to sit up, but found that he had no strength at all.

How is this going?

"Don't worry..." Xie Wanqing seemed to see his doubts, she quickly asked, "Did you drink the water from the holy water forest?"

Song Lin nodded. At that time, the two walked into the dense forest, hungry and thirsty, and lost their way.After finally finding a clear spring, both of them drank heavily.

Looking back now, since I drank the water, my head was dizzy, my feet were sluggish, and I finally fell unconscious.

It seems that there is a problem with the water.

"Am I poisoned?" Song Lin couldn't think of a second possibility.

"You can put it this way, but the water in the holy water forest will only make you lose your strength, it won't kill you." Xie Wanqing explained.

"It's just that I don't have an antidote by my side, or I'll let you take it."

"But don't worry," Xie Wan said crisply, "I will get the antidote, you wait for me, I will definitely cure you."

Song Lin smiled, and cupped his fists again as thanks.

The disguise on his face has long since fallen off, revealing a young and handsome face.

Seeing his appearance, Xie Wanqing not only felt a little blushed, but hurriedly found a reason and hurried out of the house.

"Oh, I forgot to ask his name!" Xie Wanqing covered her mouth and smiled.

"Miss, if you take in a stranger casually, the owner of the valley will be angry if you know it." Yan'er, the maidservant, said urgently.

"Shh..." she said softly, "Don't say anything."

Yan'er said with a bitter face: "But miss, where can I find the antidote for the holy water!"

Xie Wanqing seemed to have a plan in mind, she turned her bright eyes, and then said with a smile: "I have my own way."

Ximen Chuuxue is back.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, he slowly walked back to Yinyue Villa.

He is still so elegant, elegant and refined.

The white robes danced wildly in the wind.

It seems that nothing happened.

What awaits him is the fragrance of flowers in the garden.

The white daisy is still elegant and uncontested.

He walked past them, crushing them mercilessly.

The old man Ding couldn't help calling: "Master!"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't stop.

The old man Ding felt that something was wrong. He felt that his back looked a little bleak.

He thought of what Zhongyuan Yidianhong had said to him.

"You are different from Wang Qi, I can't kill you."

He beat him, but he didn't kill him.

Ximen Chuuxue said calmly, "What's the difference? We all want to be relieved."

Zhongyuan Yidianhong smiled contemptuously: "The one who can free you is not me, nor the Yinyue Villa you built with all your heart, but yourself."

Ximen Chuuxue smiled helplessly: "What can I do?"

Zhongyuan Yidianhong said: "It's very simple, throw away the memories of the past, completely abandon it."

Ximen Chuuxue understood.

Silver Moon Villa, White Daisy, these are useless.

He is still the original him, the original Ximen Chuuxue.

From the very beginning, he was wrong.

Superficial things can make people escape from the world, but they cannot make people truly free.

Ximen Chuuxue was in despair.

Step by step, he stepped on the delicate petals, the beautiful white daisy.

The undisputed white daisy.

People are not flowers after all.

Ximen Chuuxue sighed, who can truly stand aloof from the world?

Two months later, he left Silver Moon Villa.

He left the Yinyue Mountain Villa he managed with painstaking efforts, and left the garden full of beautiful white daisies.

left his home.

Does anyone know where he went?

Because no one has seen him.

The name of Ximen Chuuxue completely disappeared from the rivers and lakes just like that.

late at night.

Youlong Valley.

Xie Wanqing was dressed in black night clothes, wrapped in black gauze, and her brisk figure rushed up to the eaves silently.

She lifted a tile without any effort, and then she was short and quickly descended into the house.

The room was very dark, and there was a row of cabinets one person tall, and there were layers of drawers embedded in the cabinets.

Xie Wanqing's goal was the densely packed drawers.

The holy water cure is in one of those drawers.

But the problem is: she doesn't know which one it is, and there are more than a hundred drawers here, how to find it?

She tried hard to remember the last time someone drank holy water by mistake, she and her sister came here to get the antidote.Seems to be somewhere in the third row.

Xie Wanqing groped slowly, followed her memory, and identified one of the drawers.

As soon as her hand touched the edge of the drawer, she suddenly felt a strong wind blowing up beside her ear, and an ancient black knife shining with dark blue light struck at her palm.

Xie Wanqing was scared out of her wits, quickly withdrew her right hand, stepped back, and at the same time drew out the snake-like long sword at her waist.

The visitor didn't say a word, but in the blink of an eye, he had already made several moves, and the moves were fierce and merciless.

Xie Wanqing didn't dare to neglect, and was forced to fight, and the two quickly fought together.

In the dark, I couldn't see the other party's eyes clearly, but felt a suffocating sense of oppression emanating from the other party's body.

Xie Wanqing has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and her figure is quite flexible.But no matter how she evaded, she was always enveloped by this powerful and cold knife wind, making it difficult to escape.

Xie Wanqing groaned secretly in her heart, who knew that there were still people guarding the elixir pavilion, it seemed that it would not be so easy to steal the antidote.

While thinking about how to respond, the opponent flicked the long knife, and suddenly an extremely powerful force came to his hand holding the sword, and he felt his mouth go numb, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Before she could react in the future, Xie Wanqing only felt a cold touch on her neck, and it turned out that the other party's long knife had already rested on her neck.

The two were deadlocked, and the other party did not make any further moves.

At this time, she could barely see who was coming.

"Brother Yunhai..." Xie Wanqing cried out.

She knew that person, he was one of the three masters under his father, or it can be said that he was the person with the highest martial arts in Youlong Valley besides his father.

His name is Liang Yunhai.

No one knows his origin, it seems that from very early on, he was by his father's side.

He always doesn't say a word, it seems that this taciturn personality is also innate.

But the frightening thing is that no one dared to provoke him, and the knife in his hand was so fast that it made people dread it.

"Go back." The voice was low, without any warmth.Liang Yunhai seemed to have recognized her long ago.There was no expression on his face.

"Brother Yunhai, I want to save someone, can you borrow my holy water for the antidote?" Xie Wanqing begged.

Liang Yunhai didn't respond to her words, as if he didn't hear her at all.But he withdrew the knife from Xie Wanqing's neck.

Xie Wanqing was overjoyed, and just about to make a gesture to get the medicine, but saw Liang Yunhai's blade flashed, blocking her way.

"Without the Gu Master's order, I can't give it to you." Liang Yunhai said coldly.

Xie Wan was extremely calm.How could my father reuse such a rigid person.

Forget it, let's go back today and make plans later.

You know, it's just a dream to defeat him with her own strength.

She retreated to the door, and said softly to herself: "Sister, I still remember that you didn't seem to meet this person when you came here to get medicine last time. Why is Qing'er so unlucky?"

She murmured alone, but Liang Yunhai's hearing was excellent, and she fell into her ears verbatim.

I saw a gleam of light flashed in his stagnant eyes, and the frozen expression on his face relaxed a bit.

Xie Wanqing didn't notice the change in his expression, she curled her lips and said angrily: "Forget it, pretend I haven't been here. Brother Yunhai, just please don't tell my father."

Liang Yunhai remained silent, as if he had not heard her words.

Xie Wanqing didn't care about her anymore, the soles of her feet felt windy, and she just stepped out of the gate of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.But he heard a cold voice behind him unexpectedly.

"Who are you going to save?"

Xie Wanqing was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

"Brother Yunhai, I don't know who he is? Yan'er and I found him in Shengshui Forest. I think I should save him. He is not a bad person."

There seemed to be some waves in Liang Yunhai's indifferent eyes.

He turned his head slowly, reversed his palms, and quickly put away the long knife.

"The second drawer in the third row, take it and go quickly." Liang Yunhai said coldly with his back turned.

Xie Wanqing was overjoyed, but she didn't dare to say too much, for fear that he would repent, so she hurriedly took the medicine and left.

After she walked away, Liang Yunhai closed his eyes.

Turning back time, the past is like a dream.

He, ragged, exhausted, struggled to move.If he can't get out of this dense forest, he will never be able to reach Youlong Valley.

But why his footsteps are getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness is getting more and more confused.

Finally, he fell down. Could it be that he died before his wish was fulfilled?

Not reconciled, how not reconciled.

He shook his head desperately, forcing himself to stay awake.

But no matter how hard he tried, he felt that his consciousness was still gradually being lost.

I don't know when, a piece of white suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, as pure as the clouds in the sky.

The shrill female voice came to the ear from afar.

"Miss, he probably drank the holy water. Do you want to save him?"

"Why not save him? He is not a bad person." The gentle and clear voice was like listening to the music of heaven.

He tried to raise his head, trying to see everything in front of him clearly.

However, it is still futile after all.

He still fainted.

But the pure and soft white in his memory will always linger in his heart.

Wangxing Tower.

Meng Xinghun was lying on the bamboo chair with a half jug of wine in his hand.

He has passed the days of being with wine for a long time.These days, he has sometimes been sober and sometimes confused, the sun rises and sets, day and night are completely unimportant to him.

The only thing he knows is that his sister hasn't seen him for a long time.

Sister, how are you doing now?

He smiled desolately, and took another sip of the wine in his hand.

Ever since she came to Wangxing Tower that night, her sister has disappeared without a trace.He also quietly went to the Qinglong Society to look for her, but he still couldn't find her.

He also thought secretly whether his sister would really encounter difficulties, or even encounter danger.

He dared not think about it.

What does he mean to her now?

He slowly raised his right hand, which was shaking violently.Now this hand can no longer hold the Meteor Sword.That day, his hand, his sword, almost killed her.

For some reason, from then on, every time he wanted to pick up the Meteor Sword, his hand would tremble uncontrollably.

Perhaps deep in his heart, he had already sealed up this sword in a distant memory.

Sister, I can no longer kill for you.

You will never need me again.

But you know what?I really don't want to kill anymore.I'm tired of days like this.

How many innocent people died under my sword in order to help you sit on the leader's seat?

I used to naively think that as long as you sit on the leader's seat, you don't have to continue killing people.

However, I was wrong.

You asked me to kill people who seemed to be a threat to you.

Including her, Ming Yue Xin.

She is so kind, so simple, and she wholeheartedly treats me.

But she died because of me, and I will be guilty of this for the rest of my life.

Sister, tell me.When will all this end?

Is it only when you kill someone that you will smile at me?Is it only when you kill someone for you that you will gently throw yourself into my arms?

Is this the meaning of my existence?